This development could be hugely advantageous. Not only was the next genie already free, they were bound to arguably the most well-known royal sovereign on the whole planet, presenting an avenue with utterly enormous potential. Yet it was not something she could rush into, beautiful though this young woman might have been. She needed an understanding, context for how this all came about. Hence her particular line of questioning to start off. "Tell me, my dear - how exactly did the Queen of England wind up with a genie inhabiting her body?"
Victoria seemed a bit uneasy as she sat at the edge of the bed, Farrah quickly seating herself next to the blonde and putting an arm around her. Mary had to admit - there was something ever so slightly heartwarming about the way the genie seemed to follow her around, always rushing to comfort and caress her. She vastly preferred the sultry machinations of her own magical symbiote, yet she could appreciate the affection between them regardless. Biting her lip, the young queen glanced to her companion, who after a moment reluctantly nodded, silently offering agreement to share their story.
"I'm... not really royalty," Victoria admitted, speaking in a lower-class accent that made as much obvious. "Grew up poor, in a bad side of town. Woulda been stuck there, but..." She squeezed the genie's hand. "I found Farrah's lamp a year ago - mate of mine thought it was just some junk that had gotten stolen at some point. I rubbed it, figurin', y'know, why not... and lo and behold, the girl of my dreams floats out."
Farrah smiled, a bright blush coloring her cheeks. "Victoria is the kindest soul I ever served," the genie took over explaining. "She used her first two wishes for nothing more than to make the lives of her loved ones better. For the third... she wished that I be made free of my lamp." She spoke the last bit in a hushed tone, eyes briefly gaining a shine as she fought back tears. "I still needed a vessel in which my spirit could be held... and there was none I could have loved more than Victoria herself."
Darzala sighed, resting her head on Mary's shoulder. "That is disgustingly sweet."
"But it is sweet, isn't it, my love?"
"Oh, most definitely. Please, though, don't ever be like that yourself or I'll end us all right then and there."
She chuckled before motioning for Victoria to do so, and the young queen obliged. "After that, wasn't really any limit on what Farrah could do for me. We made ourselves rich and all that, tried helping folks, but... I wanted to do more. So... we hatched up a scheme. Farrah'd work things out to where I got to be the Queen of England - we'd be as comfortable as could be, and I figured, I'd get a nice long reign to work on patching up the country, making it a nicer place and all that."
Next to Mary, her magical advisor furrowed her brow. "That tragic series of deaths in the Royal family... that was you, wasn't it?"
Farrah looked down, jaw shifting. "I didn't kill them myself, if that's what you're asking. Just... shifted circumstances around. Made their number come up a lot sooner. We'd already rewritten Victoria into the royal family... just a matter of getting rid of everybody in line ahead of her." She swallowed audibly. "Look, I know it's... it's not nice, but if you're going to judge me for removing a bunch of fat cat royals who were all terrible in their own ways anyway..."
"Oh no, not at all," Darzala replied genuinely. "I think it's quite clever - but my goodness, girl, you could've brought the entire World Witches' Council down on your own head."
"It was worth risking," the blonde added quietly.
At that, Mary smiled. "Perhaps not the wisest approach, but I appreciate the boldness." She came to sit down next to Victoria, opposite of Farrah, and placed a hand atop the blonde's - Darzala quickly got the message, and appeared next to the other genie, chin leaning on her shoulder. "The need to protect ourselves is why we haven't done more. But this... this could be an opportunity for both of us. Tell me, Victoria - you wish to make the world a better place, don't you?"
The blonde nodded. "The same is true for myself and Darzala. She has enormous power... but their are forces at work that would rather preserve a broken and miserable state of being then let us solve the problems of this world." She began to rub the back of Victoria's hand, as Darzala in turn placed a hand on Farrah's thigh. "You face that same danger on your own... but if you were to have an ally in your endeavors..."
"Then we could take on just about anybody," Darzala finished. Both Farrah and Victoria were blushing now, confusion turning to arousal as neither of their counterparts could keep their hands away. "Mary has a neverending well of ambition - she brought me here to find you, Farrah, so that you could help us with her plans to improve this miserable Earth, to bring it the kind of joy and peace that bastards have spent millenia denying to their people."
Emboldened, Mary moved a hand to cup one of Victoria's breasts, drawing a gasp of aroused shock from the other royal. "Unite with us, in spirit and in flesh alike. Together, we can find other magical beings... we can reshape everything. We can make the world of our dreams... and we can rule over it, two beautiful, immortal queens and their genies, forever beloved by the planet we brought out of the gutter and into the light..."